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  “His denial hurt more than I thought it would,” Michel said before Cross could say anything. He’d felt the leader of Madigan’s guardians rise up to meet him as he circled the old bell tower downtown. He was flying pretty high, using the layer of clouds as covering as he circled the city.

  “I don’t think he was denying us, Michel. He’s just as lost on what to do about this situation as we are.” Cross’s great red wings brushed against his as they flew side by side. The caress was intentional and had its intended effect. Michel shivered as tendrils of sensation streaked down his back and nestled in his sac. “We’ve asked a lot of him.”

  Michel tucked his wings to his body and dropped a few feet before extending them out and catching the air to level him out. “I know that logically. His words hurt in the same way a child’s does.

  Ignorant comments often have a way of striking deepest without meaning to.” Love for an angel was not a fleeting thing. It was an immortal thing, an emotion that consumed their very souls until they became completely devoted to the objects of their affection. To be given love and then to have it so cruelly taken away by some well-chosen words was worse than carving out an angel’s heart.

  “I think I’m okay now,” Michel added. “I just needed a little breathing room. I’m sorry I lost my temper.” The last thing he wanted was to be a bother to Madigan and the rest of his men. He worked really hard to make them all a family, and it wasn’t fair of him to burden any of them with his petty emotions. They all had enough to deal with without having to worry about him, too.

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  “Everyone is entitled to lose it every once in a while, Michel.”

  Cross was above him now, circling him, showing off. As true as that was, it still wasn’t fair of Michel to add to Madigan’s worries. “One day I want to be able to take Madigan up here. I bet he’d really enjoy it if he weren’t flying for his life.”

  Michel smiled at the thought. “We could play Toss the Nephilim,”

  he suggested. They shared a laugh over the image. Madigan would be furious with them if they even hinted at it. Yeah. They were going to have to do it when it was safe.

  “You ready to head back?” Cross asked as they took a wide turn that sent them soaring back in the direction of the house.

  Michel nodded. “Yep. I was just thinking about a nephilim sandwich for dessert.”

  “Hmmm, I’m sure we could convince him of that,” Cross agreed.

  Madigan’s sex drive had to be satisfied, and though he had been with a few of them over the course of the day, he’d want the main event come bedtime. Michel’s cock throbbed at the thought. There was nothing better than Madigan and the others naked. “Hey, Michel?”

  “What is it, Cross?” Michel asked. He’d been so busy contemplating their naked mate that he’d missed the moment when a thoughtful expression had fixed itself to Cross’s visage.

  “You don’t have to be so accommodating all the time,” Cross said. “You’re the perfect man for us, and we love you with all your flaws.”

  Michel smiled. That was just what he needed to hear.

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  Bren sucked Dex’s cock like he was mad at it. Gabriel’s angel gasped as Bren deep throated him, sucking with enough force to leave a hickey if he so chose. Water splashed over Dex’s shoulders, soaking the dark head that bobbed dutifully on his knees. As usual, Bren had Angelic Ties

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  escaped to the shower, and as usual, Bren was taking out his frustration in a manner that was entirely unexpected.

  “Christ!” Dex hissed as Bren started massaging the tight sac beneath his cock. He felt an orgasm building up in the base of his spine. He wasn’t going to last long at this rate.

  Bren popped off his dick suddenly enough to leave Dex gasping.

  Striking, black eyes looked up at him through a haze of steam and water.

  “I want you to fuck me,” Lucifer’s angel said. Dex’s heart thundered in his ears. Had he heard right? “Please, Dex. You’re the only one I trust for this. I’ve never had anyone up there.” Dex cupped his cheek at the astonishing gift. Bren swallowed and leaned into his hand. “I know you’re big. I figured if I could take you…”

  Dex nodded. “That you could take the others as well.” His body was screaming at him to start the preparation because it was going to take a lot of energy to break in Bren’s virgin ass, but Dex didn’t want him doing this for the wrong reasons. “Why now, Bren?”

  Bren looked away. “I just realized that I think I love you guys and I want to be in this for real. Nothing halfway. If Madigan can love all of us despite the bitching, the bossing, and the drama, so can I.”

  “You don’t have to bend over and take my dick up your ass to be in this for the long haul, Bren,” Dex assured. Said dick screamed at him to shut the fuck up. Bren’s eyes rose again to meet him.

  “But I want to. I want to feel you all in every way I can.” The feelings were in the right place then, but as much as Dex wanted to take him up on the offer…

  “Then you have to give yourself to us, all of us. Just because you’re vulnerable with us one on one doesn’t mean you’re acknowledging this relationship as a whole,” Dex said as gently as he knew how.

  Bren frowned. “What do you mean?” Dex offered him a hand up, and he took it and stood.

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  “This marriage is not six separate relationships in one marriage.

  This is marriage is one relationship between six separate people.

  There has to be an even playing field in our love, and that means sharing all our vulnerabilities with everyone in it,” he said.

  “I still don’t get it,” Bren mumbled.

  Dex leaned forward and kissed the pout off Bren’s lips. The other angel groaned, obviously still aroused despite the heaviness of the conversation. Dex drew back but only so that he could rest his forehead against his beloved’s. “I mean you don’t have a relationship between yourself and me or Cross or Michel or Yuri or even Madigan. You have a relationship with us. Like the links on the bracelet. Madigan may be our clasp, but we are all linked as a single chain.”

  “Hmm, I get it.” Bren’s hands crept up his shoulders so that they were holding one another. “Cross still pisses me off,” he said.

  Dex chuckled. “That’s okay. We all get on one another’s nerves.

  It’s normal. Especially since we don’t have a lot of room here.” He couldn’t resist kissing him again. “So why don’t you save the fucking for tonight when we all go to bed? We’ll just have a very nice mutual masturbation session. What do you say?”

  Bren’s hand circled his leaking cock, and Dex shuddered. “Sounds good.”

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  Cross watched Madigan as he rode Michel’s slim hips. It wasn’t as desperate as it usually was because he’d come already. It was something deeper. They were making love. Madigan’s way of apologizing to Michel, Cross supposed. They were beautiful together.

  Cross’s hands ran up and down Bren’s back, tracing the lines that indicated where his wings were. The other man shivered. He still had to make up to Bren. Their tiffs were getting easier to get through though. When they touched, everything seemed okay.

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  He pressed a kiss to the curve of Bren’s neck, and his tongue came out to caress the muscle there. “Mmm, you taste heavenly, Bren.”

  “Thanks, Cross,” the other angel gasped. “I have a surprise for you.” Cross’s hands slid down and massaged the tight sac he found there, rolling the tight globes between his strong palms.

  “Oh yeah,” Bren murmured, his hips arching up against the touch.

  “It’s a pretty big surprise.” He and Dex shared a secret smile, and Cross raised his eyebrow. Now that was interesting. Bren was usually so distant from everyone. The fact that he actually had a secret to share with Dex made Cross warm. He was finally reaching out to them.

  “Ready, Bren?” Dex asked as Madigan cried out his release and soaked Michel’s chest with his seed. Cross turned Bren and claimed his mouth in a kiss. He was quickly becoming addicted to the taste of Lucifer’s angel.

  Dex pulled him from Cross’s grasp with a laugh. “You can have him back when I’m done.”

  “Done?” Madigan asked, grinning wryly. He was reclined against Michel’s side now, bracketed in by Yuri whom he was jerking off with almost lazy precision. Bren fell forward onto his elbows, his ass perched toward Dex. Madigan’s hand paused on Yuri’s body. “Aw, Bren.” He sounded breathless. His nephilim libido was insatiable.

  “Want to watch, bright eyes?” Bren seemed so vulnerable in that moment. His black eyes were two twin flicks of midnight. They met Cross’s for an instant. Heat was also in those depths. Black flames that burned everlasting, much like Hell’s fields in the under realm.

  “I love you,” Cross said without thinking. Bren’s eyes widened, and naked fear flooded them an instant before that bright, giddy heat was back.

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  on his face made Cross hot as hell. He wanted to be part of this moment, this taking of Bren.

  “You want in Dex while he does Bren?” Madigan asked. Cross nodded as Dex’s fingers pressed deep, scoring something inside Bren that made him cry out in part pleasure, part pain. The big angel turned his head and nodded, sweat beading at his temples and running down his face. His muscles were trembling. He wanted Bren fiercely.

  Anyone could see that.

  Two fingers pierced Bren when Cross moved behind Dex, effectively cutting off his visual of Bren being penetrated. He hoped Dex was using enough lube. His concern was probably unfounded, but it was there nonetheless. He worried about all of them. The more he cared, the deeper the worry.

  “Get me ready, Cross,” Dex said gruffly. The hoarseness in his voice was incredibly sexy. The red-haired angel ran a reverent hand down Dex’s thick backside. Pounding into Dex was so fucking good.

  Cross had never considered himself to be into polygamous relationships, but he’d been proven wrong time and time again since joining these men. Two weeks with them was better than all his years in Heaven. His fingers spread him and circled Dex’s entrance. Michel managed to extricate himself from his comfortable position and circle behind to offer Cross a tube of lube. He pressed a kiss to Cross’s cheek and gave him a wink.

  “God, that’s hot,” Madigan murmured. Raphael’s son was the reason for all of this. He was their center, their sun. Cross loved him all the harder for it.

  He pushed his fingers slowly into Dex’s tight pucker, coaxing the muscle to loosen to allow him entry. He wiggled his fingers around, making sure to stroke all the nerve endings there to life, paying special attention to the knot of pleasure located just inside. The gasp from the big angel had him growling. The urge to fuck Dex was strong, but the urge to protect him from harm was stronger.

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  Cross forced himself to prepare Dex properly even as the moans that were beginning to grow in volume from Bren were intensifying and turning his mind to mush.

  Dex turned his head and growled over his shoulder. “I’m not fucking porcelain, Cross. Fuck me already.” Madigan’s giggle was muffled but still clearly laughter. “Bren’s ready,” Dex added, pushing forward slightly. Cross reached down and massaged Dex’s sac as he pushed inside Bren. The strangled groan gave him intense satisfaction.

  Once he knew that Dex was fully seated and Bren was mewling for more, Cross speared Dex’s sweet ass with his cock. It was fast, probably too fast, but he was really turned on at this point and didn’t think he could take much more. He stilled once he was all the way inside him, knowing that Bren was having to adjust to a lot just then.

  “God, that’s hot,” Madigan repeated from somewhere in front of him. Cross imagined that they provided quite the visual.

  Yuri’s chuckle answered his repeated declaration. “Don’t talk with your mouth full, Madigan.” A happy little noise filled the air along with the sound of licking. Oh God, Cross wished his could see what was going on. His eyes slid shut, and he just concentrated on breathing and listening to his lovers as they all voiced their pleasure in the little moans, grunts, and groans that Cross was becoming accustomed to hearing when they were all in bed with one another.

  How had he ever stood just one lover at a time? The aural stimulation alone from all of them was pure paradise.

  Dex started moving, fucking himself into Bren’s body and squeezing down on Cross’s cock at the same time. It wasn’t long before they found a rhythm that had them all gasping. Cross’s body was so tightly strung that he knew it would take just a little push to throw him over the edge into the abyss and beyond. Bren’s cries of pleasure echoed off the walls of their bedroom, and Madigan’s moans answered him.

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  “Dex,” Cross managed to gasp out in warning as the tingling at the base of his spine signaled his impending orgasm.

  “Go ahead,” Dex rumbled, clearly almost there as well. “Fuck me full of your cum.” Cross did just that, pounding into Dex’s ass hard enough to jar the whole bed with the force of his movements. Bren screamed his pleasure to heaven as the movements triggered his release. Dex grunted out something that sounded like an “I love you”

  before stilling in orgasm as well.

  Finally, the only sound in the room was their harsh breathing as they rested against one another in the aftermath of their fucking.

  Cross kissed Dex’s sweaty shoulder. He reached around and found the skin of Bren’s back, petting it in praise. His lover was brave.

  “Guess that means Bren is fair game, huh?” Madigan wondered, a smile in his voice. Bren mumbled something that sounded like an affirmative. “Goodie. I want a turn.”

  “Watch it, bright eyes,” Bren warned. Dex groaned as Bren wiggled out from under him and crawled over to Madigan, who still had a drop of Yuri’s pleasure on his lips. He lapped it off with sure licks of his tongue. Cross felt his arousal twitch at the visual, and Dex made a noise of protest.

  “Out,” the big angel grumbled. Cross did as he was bid and rolled to his side. Life finally felt like it was where it was supposed to be.

  “Who has first watch?” Michel wondered as they all settled into a snuggle fest. Cross’s mind was a wash of cotton. He just didn’t have the energy to think.

  “I’ve got it with Dex,” Yuri said. Cross held Madigan as Bren snuggled to his other side. Glad they knew the schedule. He yawned.

  “Wake me up when it’s my turn,” he muttered.

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  Chapter Five

  “Come on, guys! I’m going to be late!” Madigan yelled up the stairs from his place in the foyer. He glanced at the clock. He really needed to get to the shop and fire up the ovens. It was already fifteen till six. He would just have enough time to get his pastries done for morning traffic if he hurried.

  Michel skated down the hallway as Madigan hollered. He’d been in the angel room apparently, because Madigan couldn’t think of any good reason that he would be on that side of the house anyway. He was dressed in a simple, navy-blue T-shirt and jeans that he still managed to look sharp in. The blues contrasted nicely to his blond hair.

  “Sorry. There was a message from Lord Raphael that Cross wanted me to grab.” Michel gave him a crooked smile and grabbed one of the new black leather coats from the coat stand. Madigan had no idea where they’d come from. Bren and Cross had come in with an armload of them Sunday night, along with a few trash bags full of clothes in all their various sizes. Dex had been the hardest to fit because he’d been the tallest.

  “All good. What did he have to say?” Madigan was still intensely curious about the man who was his angelic father. He’d yet to talk to the man, something about angelic laws and forbidden rendezvous or something like that. He was still pretty fuzzy on the whole subject when Cross had tried to explain it to him.

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  kiss. “Nothing for you to worry about, cutey. You need to worry about making enough pastries for our breakfast because, I’m not going to lie, I’m starving to death.”

  “I second that motion,” Dex said, coming down the stairs and snatching his own coat. He was also sporting a T-shirt and jeans, except his were all black. “I’ve been looking forward to your pastries since learning that you were a partner at a pastry shop.”

  Madigan looked at them in dismay. Crap. He was going to have to fix twice what he normally did just to keep up with their appetites. He supposed it was only fair, though. His angelic appetite made meals of them more often than not, and all the extra calories they were burning keeping him sexually sated needed to be replaced. Yuri had been Madigan’s “breakfast” this morning.

  “Where are Bren and Cross?” Madigan asked, tapping his foot in impatience. He really needed to get moving.

  “They’re coming, baby,” Dex reassured. He petted Madigan’s head before putting a toboggan on it. “It’s cold,” he said by way of explanation. They were forever taking care of him. It was kind of nice.

  “Where’s Yuri?” Michel wondered. Madigan felt a blush steal over his cheeks. He’d left him in the shower after they’d…

  “Um, getting ready in my old room,” he muttered. Dex and Michel shared a knowing grin.

  The front door swung open, making them all jump. “I told you the car was fine and the wards were in place. You never trust me to do anything,” Bren complained. He was shirtless, so they must’ve been flying. Madigan wished they would at least wear scarves or something. They were liable to catch colds running around half naked. Wait…Did angels catch colds?

 

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